3 June 2025, @mariannewest's Freewrite Writing Prompt Day 2756: finger buffet

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The finger buffet serves as a veiled social experiment. You show up in party attire, but your true mission is to compete for those mini sausage rolls. A quick scan of the table sets your plan into motion. You assess: how many attendees are present, how many trays are available, and how swiftly you can make your move without appearing overly eager.An unspoken code exists that nobody explicitly teaches, yet it’s understood by all.

You feign interest in sampling—hovering politely as your focus zeroes in on the samosas. As the woman beside you reaches for one, you offer a smile, though inwardly, you strategize on how to return once she’s distracted by the cheese cubes.Ah, the cheese cubes! There’s typically a platter featuring an assortment of unpronounceable cheeses awkwardly placed beside the pigs in blankets. Who deemed that a proper pairing? It doesn’t truly matter.

You grab one to appear sophisticated, then cleanse your taste buds with a chicken skewer.The finger buffet transcends mere food—it embodies a theatrical experience. It’s the man who overloads his plate as if feeding a family of five, only to vanish to a corner like a remorseful raccoon. It’s the woman who speaks while her mouth is full because the mini tarts made their debut just as someone posed a question. It’s the child who touches every pastry, only to leave empty-handed. Total chaos.Yet, amidst the disorder, there’s delight. Miniature bits of happiness, elegantly arranged on silver platters.

No obligations, no regulations—just pick, savor, and move along. You transform into a free spirit with a plate in hand, exploring delightful finds. A meatball here, a cucumber sandwich there. A brownie that evokes a sense of regret, yet you indulge in two regardless.In the realm of the finger buffet, hierarchies vanish. In front of the canapés, everyone is on equal footing.

Whether you’re a millionaire or an intern, you still have to master the art of handling the toothpick correctly or risk launching shrimp into someone’s drink. It grounds you. It brings you joy. It fills you with the simple satisfaction of selecting your preferred bite-sized morsels, one small serving at a time.And if fortune smiles upon you, you depart with a satisfied stomach and a story to tell.